Men's Petite Wife: Lord, Madam ran away again

Chapter 47 Painting
"Ji Wan, how dare you play truant!" Ji Zhaozhang gritted his teeth angrily.

"What truancy, big brother, I was taken to sketch by Master Hou!" Ji Wanyi explained wearily.

puff-

A big carp jumped out of the wooden barrel, and just landed on his thigh, staining Ji Zhaozhang's robe.

Ji Wanyi sighed in her heart.

This is really worse!
The carp also seemed to realize that he had done something wrong. After jumping onto Ji Zhaozhang's lap, he went back the same way and jumped into the barrel.

"Is this what you mean by sketching?" Ji Zhaozhang almost squeezed out the words between his teeth.

Until now, Ji Wanyi can only try her best not to lose the battle.

"Well, yes." She pretended to be calm and nodded, "Master Hou said that if you want to paint a good work, you must first put the painter's affection in the mountains and rivers. If you have no intention of appreciating it, how can you draw a good work?"

This is pure nonsense.

Left and right Ji Zhaozhang would not run over to ask Xie Jingliang if he had said this, but Ji Wanyi said it with confidence.

"Unreasonable!" Ji Zhaozhang's complexion didn't improve at all, but it didn't look worse either.

Based on her understanding of Ji Zhaozhang, these words are probably useful.

Ji Wanyi chuckled twice, flattering her: "Brother, I caught this myself, and it's the most plump. Let's send it to the back kitchen as soon as possible. It's delicious fish tonight!"

Ji's mother rushed over at this time: "Wan'er is back? Hey, what's the matter?" She heard a servant report that her son was going to trouble the lady again, so she hurried over to rescue Ji Wanyi .

Ji Wanyi seemed to see the backing, and quickly put down the wooden barrel in her hand, and rushed towards Ji Mu: "Mother! My son went out to sketch with Lord Hou today, and caught several big fish. I specially brought them back for you and Daddy and Big Brother to try!"

Although Ji Wanyi was not born to Ji's mother, Ji's mother has always loved her as her own daughter during these days when she was carrying Ji Wan's identity.

When Ji's mother heard the words, her face blossomed into a smile, and she said dotingly: "Well, well, we are the most filial sons."

"Mother! You can't spoil him like this forever!" Ji Zhaozhang growled helplessly.

He knew very well that when his mother said this, she was planning to evade the important and let him let this worthless brother go.

"Wan'er is still young, so don't be too strict with him." Ji's mother hesitated to speak, "You are the big brother, so let the younger brother out."

"He's still young? He's almost at the age of marrying a wife and having children, and he's not young anymore!" Ji Zhaozhang spoke earnestly, frowning so much that he could kill a fly. "Mother, you can't spoil him like this all the time, or you'll hurt him!"

Any mother can understand what the eldest son means. If it is really the flesh that fell from her body, Ji's mother will naturally agree with the elder son's approach.

But, the one in front of him is not his own child!
The lady's status is kind and noble, how can the Ji family criticize and teach them a lesson at will?
Ji's mother said: "Your younger brother is also filial, he came back with such a big wooden bucket from a long distance, if it was someone else's child, he might have thought it troublesome and threw it away, who would suffer under such a big sun? If you don’t like it, then don’t eat the fish when it’s ready for dinner.”

"Mother!" Ji Zhaozhang was tired. "When did you become so... hey!"

……

Although Ji Zhaozhang was quite dissatisfied with the fact that Ji Wanyi went to Xie Jingliang to study and learned three barrels of fish and came back, but this did not prevent him from eating.

For dinner, the kitchen cooked a dish of braised fish and a dish of fish soup. The rest of the fish was put in the pond in the backyard of Ji's house, and they would be fished for the next meal.

Ji Zhaozhang ate more than anyone else.

"Give me another bowl of rice." Ji Zhaozhang handed an empty bowl to the little maid serving beside him.

Ji Wanyi and Ji's mother looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Ji's father didn't know why, so he asked, "Zhang'er, why are you eating in such a hurry today?"

At this time, the maid had already handed the bowl full of rice to Ji Zhaozhang, who was reaching out to pick it up.

Hearing this, Ji Zhaozhang said, "Is there any? I don't eat fast."

Ji Wanyi doggedly approached Ji Zhaozhang and asked, "Brother, is the fish delicious?"

Just as Ji Zhaozhang was about to grab the fish, his face was stiff at first, but soon returned to normal, and said, "It's so-so."

Duplicity!

Ji Wanyi smiled and said to Ji Zhaozhang, "Brother, eat more, you are too thin, and you look better with some flesh on your face. Bring me a sister-in-law earlier."

Ji Zhaozhang blushed all of a sudden, and scolded: "You are young, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Ji Wanyi smiled brighter: "Brother, do you think I'm young too? Great, you finally reached an agreement with your parents! I'm still young, so you can't be too strict with me!"

Ji Zhaozhang: "..."

Ji's parents saw everything in their eyes, and the two elders had smiles on their faces.

The eldest son born by himself has been mature and prudent since he was a child, and he doesn't have the vivacity of a young man at all. After being teased by the lady, his face finally has a little freshness, which is really rare.

"Let's eat your food!" Ji Zhaozhang reprimanded angrily, because he was not as confident as usual.

The family enjoys eating.

After dinner, Ji Wanyi began to prepare for the homework assigned by Xie Jingliang.

Isn't it just two paintings? What's so difficult about it?
Ji Wanyi was full of confidence, walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and waved her hand——

"Miss, you can just sway your pen on the inkstone, why do you want to sway on paper?" Xiwen asked suspiciously.

"That's right, a good piece of paper is just useless. Fortunately, Ji's family is not a poor family, otherwise the people of Ji's family would feel sorry for them when they saw it." Shi Mo also said beside him.

Ji Wanyi: "...Your lady, I am painting!"

"Painting?" Xiwen and Shimo said in unison.

The two looked at the piece of paper that looked like a ghost drawing in surprise, this, this, what is this?

"Miss, are you going to do something?" Shi Mo asked curiously.

"What the hell?" Ji Wanyi's face darkened. "My lady's painting is a scene of sketching during the day, do you have eyesight?"

Xiwen and Shimo looked at the paper, then at Ji Wanyi, and shook their heads together.

"Miss, are you going to paint in black and white, or with color?" Xi Wen asked.

If it is black and white, judging from what the young lady is drawing now, probably no one else can see why except the young lady herself.

But if it is colored, maybe the eyebrows can be seen when the colors are compared?

"What's the difference?" Ji Wanyi didn't know what Xiwen was thinking.

(End of this chapter)